I Dreamt I Was a Bird
I dreamt I was a berd sitting in an apple tree. The sun was out and my feathers were warm. I was resting between courting sessions when some kids snipped me off with a BB gun.
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A Woman's Eyes
The pure blue ocean of your eyes rises and falls gently, rises and falls gently, and washes nice things up onto the beaches of my soul.
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Man
Some people believe that man is a son-of-a-bitch. Some people believe that man is an angel without wings. (A rather morbid thought.) I believe that both parties are right and wrong. I also have a few ideas of my own. More or less
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Good-Bye
The melody has ended. The flute will never play again Put it into a box. Bury the box. Stand there and remember the melody of the flute. (Good-bye, Mother. Father. Somebody. Good-bye.) And the wind of a warm autumn afternoon causes leaver to scratch the tombstone.)…
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The South
"Mommie, how does God keep his house warm?" "He burns the souls of bad niggers."
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Song of a Sex Deviate
I'm Always Chasing Rainbows
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X
Money is sad shit.
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The Wait
It seemed like years before I picked a bouquet of kisses off her mouth and put them into a dawn-colored vase in my heart. But the wait was worth it. Because I was in love.
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Knife
Build a wall around your heart, so that love can never get in. Love is crueler than the knife of a man that slit the throuts of four children.
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For Edna
For Edna and anybody else who happens to be around.
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My Name Is Richard Brautigan
My name is Richard Brautigan. I am twenty-one years old. I am an unknown poet. That does not mean I do not have any friends. It means mostly my friends know I am a poet, because I told them so.…
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Please
Do you think of me as often as I think of you?
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Night
Night again again night August 23
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Deer Tracks
Beautiful, sobbing, high-geared fucking and then to lie silently like deer tracks in the freshly-fallen snow beside the one you love. That's all.
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Let Us Please Learn New Words That Mean As Much as Direction:
Let us please learn new words that mean as much as direction: wife.
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At Last Our Bodies Coincide
At last our bodies coincide. I'll bet you thought this would never happen. Neither did I. It's a pleasant surprise.
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I Am Summoned by a Door
I am summoned by a door but forgotten by the knock and left standing here alone in a long silent hall, like a marble intestine, that knows my name.
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As the Bruises Fade, the Lightning Aches
As the bruises fade, the lightning aches. Last week, making love, you bit me. Now the blue and dark have gone and yellow bruises grow toward pale daffodils, then paler to become until my body is all my own and what that ever got me.
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Snow Makes Me Sad
Flying East today first to Chicago, then North Carolina snow makes me sad below in the mountains of the West. It is a white sadness that rises from California, Nevada, Utah and Colorado to visit the airplane, to sit here beside me like a snowy 1943 map of my childhood.
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Pity the Morning Light That Refuses to Wait for Dawn
Pity the morning light that refuses to wait for dawn and rushes foolishly with its mercury pride to challenge a responsibility that knows only triumph and gently bends the stars to fit its will and cleans up afterwards all that poor wasted light, leaving not a trace behind.
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